The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1887-03-30
OUT OF THE COMMON


en-. and made . friendly circle oi hghI
and warmth about the pair.
could not 20 against mamma
wishes. son know. the young lady said
gently, PLAYING with the nng on hei
left hand She has had long talk
with nae this morning, and though
knew She disapproved Of our engagement
] never realized before how her heart
was SET against It,"
And do you not think by patient
waiting-by proving how earnest we are
"No. John. Mother cannot look on il
as we do. she realizes all the disadvan-
taees and noue of the hopes that We have
built on and then the young lady
glanced down once al her delicate hands
before She continued would Il be quite
fair. john. for me o. wait and let all 9th
er opponunit.es glide by, and grow old
end sad while waited
John tased. There was so much eau
tion suggested in the words No doubt
she was but repeating them after her
mother. bm they fen chiIlinsiy on his
ears From tlo-e young lips.
lle rose and turned partly away from
her. quite stiil leaning his arms on the
mantepiece. Maud Bansom rose too,
and came toward him, erdeiicate beau
tiful face fuiI of concern. There was
nothing about John Rogers 10 attract no
tice. he was q very plain man, no long
er Young but hc had at least some
charms of mind or soul, which had won
the love ola very beautiful woman. Her
dress clunein graceful follsto her slender
figure. illet of blue bound her golden
hair which was coiled ia classic simple
ity about her head He mrueiand look
ed at her. taking ian The details Of the
picture; then he put bis head down de
iectcdly on hiscro>-ed arms.
Maud extended one hand appealingy.
John, you viii take it?'
Yes. Maud be- answered, drawing
his breath hard Il take it-and re
nounce IT," BE patted the s1ft surface
once or twice thoughuglly- Al that
came with il. and All that goes with it.
Maud good by
There was such a noble sadness in his
face that IL touched her. The proud
head bent lower, until it rested on John
Rogers shoulder She rsised herself with
ewes still wet
"Good-by. John The world can't
give just what we want"
And $50 John Rogers left the house and
threaded his way down through the
busy streets And lct an other oppor-
tunine- glide by g." he repeated the
words t. himself ruefullv. " Its It the
old fashioned love; not the love used to
dream Of when ] was boy. Perhaps
there isn't any nowadays.
He looked very tined as he ran up the
steps and rang ai the door Of his board
ing house Clarice noticed il. his land
lady's daughter
You look tired. Mr. Rogers" looking
mp nom her work.
lle smiled wearily.
po ~ And what are you doing Clar-
ice2 Still sewing for those hardened lit
Tie "reiches
Yes Ism TINS pls hole am darn
ing Boys do wear oui Their clothes 50
FAST You are az home early ir'm the Of
flee.
Yes had an engagement al ''oc'ock'
and did NOT care TO 90 back May come
m and have chat with you
oh, yes NJ you care to' with her
quick smlie-a S'nne winch her eyes be-
he'd, and which always seemed 10 John
made to order. She pulled forward
char without rising. and went on with
her daning again. ] rit IA here because
ITS cool, and always do my sewing ai-
iernoons' IN the mornings there Is
house"orA.
Was q shabby little parlor. seldom
used boy the hnariers. who we're puncl-
p~iiA scnilenei ana spent tlelf evenings
out If not in th Arown rooms. a few
uwdry decorations only enhanced the
shabbiness the threadhare carpet, DIR
ny wallis and ancient lace curtains
po Sou ever have amy amuSemenis,
''ance P asked John, trying 30 forget
his own Areieheine7e hy interesting
himself boz some one else.
Amusemeiiist She repeated pushing
the curls of her forehead la "a puzzled
way. Oh. yes there Is Nj Jones /;
he plays the piano and once Mr. Aikens.
the elocuuon teacher. read piece, and
all the boarder- came in
John smiled. eycing the little maiden
pityinely a. She stitched away. She
hooked up Suddenly and caught his eye.
We did not always keep boarders, "
she said proudly reading something there
she did NOT Ike. hen was at school
we were we'll off and had q nice house
bui mamma is widow with eight chill
drcn- you know. and . have to help hei
about The work.
know. said john. kindly. looking at
little Ciarice with So much sympathy
that She quite warmed toward him, and
continued conddentialy.
once had beautiful t.me-that was
good while ago--a girl knew at school
hunted me up. wrote to me and invited
mc o. visit her il was in Philadelphia -